The final championship round began amid unprecedented discussion all around, and Lin Shuguang, Li Jiandao, and Wan Jiangui drew their fighting order in turn.
The rules for this round were simple: whoever won two consecutive matches first would be the champion, while the remaining two would fight to determine second and third place.
"I'm number two." Wan Jiangui jumped onto the platform impatiently.
Although he was not the defending fighter, he was still among the first to take the stage, because the defending fighter was number one.
Lin Shuguang and Li Jiandao... whichever of them it was, he desperately wanted to defeat him.
Li Jiandao looked up at Lin Shuguang, while Lin Shuguang glanced down at the number token in his hand, then put it down and walked toward the platform.
His earlier battle with Xiao Zhan had left quite a few large holes burned through his clothes, so he had just changed into a fresh outfit with the staff's arrangements. The new clothes still gave off a faint fragrance...
Fortunately, it was not poisonous.
"I didn't expect the first person to fight me... would be you." Wan Jiangui already held his sword, its tip angled toward the ground as flames continually rose from the blade.
As the referee stepped onto the platform, he raised his head slightly and watched Lin Shuguang approach, looking somewhat as though he were offering instruction. "I've watched all your earlier fights. I have to admit, your saber technique is fierce and domineering... but to my eyes, it lacks a certain something..."
He could not put into words the strange feeling Lin Shuguang gave him, but he knew that feeling genuinely existed.
Little did he know that Lin Shuguang's cultivation was not actually at Organ Refinement, yet he had unleashed combat power far beyond the